User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-2246928-20141206215002/@comment-26024035-20160427212248

"Terrible clever of ye, Cap'n!" The searat praised, directing the ship out of the bay with a twist of his gray paws at the wheel. "Fizalra'd ne'er suspect yew goin' after 'er, neither!" His yellow eyes flicked to her.